Legend of Swordsman

Jian Wushuang's pupils condensed, and his breathing became heavy.

The jade piece that caught his eyes was exactly what he had been looking for unsuccessfully.

At this moment, the figure holding this bone armor is the silver bell mother who had been staying with Gongzi Mo.

Jian Wushuang reached out unconsciously to grasp, but the silver bell suddenly withdrew his palm.

"This thing, you need it very much?" Yinling waved his bone armor and looked at him playfully.

Has returned to almost the same sword Wushuang, propped up from the ground, staring at her closely.

"This thing is not useful to me, but it seems that you need it very much," Yinling said slowly, "I can give it to you, but you have to promise me a condition."

"Say." Jian Wushuang frowned.

Yinling nodded, "The conditions are very simple, take me out of here, and eternal life will no longer set foot here."

I originally did not intend to exchange the swordsmanship of the exchange conditions. After hearing this simple news, I nodded directly, "Yes, I promise you."

Yin Ling smiled, but when he reached over, he quickly shoved the bone armor into his chest.

"I can't give it to you now. If you change your mind temporarily, it's me who is unlucky," Yinling said seriously. "So I must leave Beitianxianzhou completely before I can give this thing to you."

Jian Wushuang heard the words, and did not express too much. Now, another piece of sky-shaped bone armor is in front of him, which greatly saves his energy.

At the same time, in the face of such a simple request, you can change to a bone armor, not to mention regenerative killing.

Although she may be a cumbersome or unstable factor, Jian Wushuang has decided to take her away.

Reaching out the entrance of the crystal plug of the top of the Black Mountain to quickly nourish the newly recovered meridian, he said, "You wait here first, I will go back and I will pick up later."

Yinling shook her head directly, "No, I'll go with you. The variables are too big now, but it might be safer to follow you."

Jian Wushuang was helpless, and regardless of her, he hurried to the sky.

Although he wanted to restore his eyes to the truth that had hit him hard, the gap between the two was really too large. It would obviously be unwise to take revenge without consideration.

Jian Wushuang took a deep look at Tieqing, and was ready to pick Chen Qing and Chunqiu together.

Just then, he glanced at the corner of the hibiscus tree.

I saw a ghostly figure emerge quietly behind the frightened son Mo.

Perhaps the strange breath behind him was noticed, and the son subconsciously shifted into a subconscious form.

A flash of cold light flashed through, and the majestic vigorous force directly crushed his half body into scum powder.

The screams resounded.

"Yunzun save me!"

But at present, Qing Qing is in a struggle with the two Dayan Immortals. It is already very difficult to get rid of her figure, and it is even more impossible to go to aid like before.

If it weren't for his subconscious turn around, only the sneak attack would be enough to make his body disappear.

Gongzi Mo's half body was completely broken, and he collapsed under the hibiscus tree, his face ashes.

The ghost-like figure slowly came to him, holding a real sword in his hand.

The ghostly figure is wearing a spooky mask, but judging from the figure, it is a woman.

Obviously, it was her who caused the greatest damage to the son.

Seemingly feeling the danger of dying, Gongzi Mo calmed down from the initial panic and began to fight back.

With only one arm left, he released the majestic force and slammed into the ghost body.

But at the next moment, she instantly cut out the sword and directly cut off the only arm left by Master Mo.

The ghost body did not want to talk nonsense, after severing his arm sharply, urging the majestic force to break its fairy source.

Abnormal changes!

That magnificent trend was suddenly cut off before touching the fairy source of Gongzi Mo, and then, together with the ghost body, was trapped by a peculiar force.

It's true again!

He is really terrible, just a wave of hand, can easily trap a Yanxian.

The ghostly figure did not anticipate this scene, and when the reaction came, everything was too late.

Di Qing grabbed and held her, apparently intending to smash its fairy source directly from the air.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang's figure suddenly arrived, holding the invisible sword, and directly cut off all the connections of the ghost's body.

Di Qing's eyes suddenly glared, as if he saw something incredible, and he was obviously very surprised that Jian Wushuang was still alive.

But he could no longer withdraw, facing the two seemingly vulnerable, but extremely difficult Dayan Immortal, and unable to exert his full strength, he could only confront this way.

Because once the Qing dynasty has made a more supreme trend, his unique breath will inevitably spread throughout the Northern Celestial State. If Tianting is aware, his ending will only come down or die.

Therefore, he couldn't use his full strength at all, and could only stick together like this.

Although the life and death of Master Zi Mo are not in the mind of Di Qing, the enlightenment dojo he can give and some conditions are still very rich.

The true black blood veins formed by the living creatures of the heavens and the earth, no matter how the avenue flows, are the most ancient and top-notch existence.

Since the practice of Qingwu's practice has been completed, nine roots have been cultivated, and if there is one more, one can realize the emperor's luck and reach the throne.

So now, he can't have any failure, even with the ink of the son who provided him with dojo and resources.

Jian Wushuang and Yi Qing coldly looked at each other, pulling the ghost body back without fear.

The ghost body was slightly unnaturally freed slightly. After UU reading www.uukakanshu.com was found to be in vain, he simply let him be involved.

Back under the huge hibiscus tree, Jian Wushuang slowly spit out a murky breath.

Waving his arm free of Jian Wushuang's palm, the ghostly figure with a mask came to Gongzi Mo.

Perhaps after a series of fierce battles, the mask belt behind the ghostly body-shaped hair suddenly fell off, and then immediately fell down with a whole black gold mask.

The green silk hung down, revealing a beautiful and delicate cheek with a little paleness.

"It's you?" Jian Wushuang blurted out subconsciously when he saw this highly recognizable cheek. "Zheng Ying?"

This woman with a beautiful and delicate cheek, it was Jian Wushuang's first voyage to the day when he reached Dayanhuan, and the spring and autumn **** of the black mountain spar, soon after he defeated the giant sea Tianzhang, and then saw it in a sea area. To the unconscious woman.

And after hearing the word Zheng Ying, the ghost body was shocked, obviously it was not expected that someone could call her a name in such a place.